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Chapter Nineteen

When Genie was four weeks old, Scarlett said, "You are being such a silly man over the baby."

"I suppose but I have never had anyone belong entirely to me before."

"What the hell are you talking about? She is just as much my child as yours. I don't care if I have twenty-five children, if they come out of my vagina, they are mine."

Rhett had turned and laughed. He said, "Yes, they are. Indeed. Yes, she is your child."

Scarlett had smiled and said, "Our child."

Rhett certainly did enjoy the more verbally assertive Scarlett. She told him what she wanted, especially in their bed.

When Melly said something about Genie's eyes being as blue as the bonnie blue flag Rhett and Scarlett smiled at each other. They now knew how she had acquired the nick name Bonnie. They continued calling her Genie. They really did believe it was bad luck to call their child Bonnie.

When Scarlett went to check the books at the sawmill six weeks after Genie had been born. She listened to the pathetic man in front of her say all those ugly things about her husband. With her mature ears she heard the drivel coming out of this man's mouth. She stared at the weak man in front of her. She thought, 'He is such a dreamer. He has romanticized our life before the war."

When he finished speaking, she said, "Please try to do better next month. There is no point of owning a business if we don't make big profits."

As she drove home, she knew how in the first future she and Rhett had ended up with separate bedrooms. She had to hurry home. She had found Rhett in the playroom with the children. She had said, "I want to talk to you in our bedroom."

Rhett had followed her into their bedroom. When Rhett had closed the door, Scarlett said, "Lock the door. Mama needs some attention."

"Is that right. Let me make Mama so happy."

"The way only Papa can? Yes, an incredibly promising idea."

At the end Rhett had done what he had needed to do. Scarlett whispered, "Thank you, my love."

Rhett had not said anything. He had just wrapped her up in his arms. He would do his best to not get her pregnant. She didn't want to ever be pregnant again and he would try to make sure she never got pregnant again.

In order to prevent her from getting pregnant not only had Scarlett breastfed her daughter but they had also practiced the rhythm method and coitus interruptus. Their life was good for the rest of sixty-nine. After Scarlett weaned Genie from the breast she would pour over the calendar. She had bought a calendar just to chart her monthly cycles to be sure she didn't remember wrong. The woman he had married would never have done anything as improper as write her monthly cycles on the calendar. Fortunately, the only person besides him that saw the calendar was Mammy.

When Mammy asked Scarlett about it, she said, "It is a way for me to not get pregnant. Mamie Bart told me about it."

On her way out of the room Mammy muttered, "That white trash doesn't know what is proper to talk about and what isn't."

In eighteen seventy and early seventy-one Scarlett and Rhett attended all the Scallawag functions. In fact, they were good friends with the Scallawags. Rhett still mocked them and openly made fun of them. Scarlett laughed at all of Rhett's comments and made a few comments of her own. One night as they were driving home from a party, Scarlett said, "Why do you think they continued to invite us to their events?"

"We are the only people of class that they know. They are trying to learn how to behave in polite society by watching us."

"Really?"

"Yes, and if you are not the recipient of our mockery, we can be quite funny."

"I guess."

"We don't play favorites. We give everyone a taste of our wit."

Scarlett laughed and snuggled into Rhett. She placed her hand on the inside of his thigh and started drawing little circles.

Rhett groaned and said, "This better be a safe night."

"Of course, Dear. I'm a tease but not that much of a tease."

When it was Genie's first birthday, Rhett had a passing thought about humbling himself enough to get received back into polite society for his daughter's sake. He had known why he had done it in his other future. He and Scarlett had been at odds so therefore he had given his daughter all his love. He decided not to redeem his reputation because he didn't want his little girl ruined by the pious, sanctimonious bitches that had looked down their noses at his wife most of her life. Those matrons that had curbed his wife's wonderful free spirit and had made her feel ashamed of who she naturally was. Maybe he would reconsider if the children survived the epidemic of seventy-four.

For now, Rhett wasn't worried about Genie, Wade or Ella making good matches. He was more concerned about them surviving the epidemic of seventy-four. Furthermore, there were a lot of very acceptable people in the world who knew nothing about the South's strict rules of conduct. Rhett had been thinking for a while that it was time to leave the South. He just had to wait for Scarlett to be ready. Maybe they could move to New Orleans or Galveston. Much more progressive cities.

During the summer of seventy Rhett and Scarlett went to visit his mother. It was a nice visit. Scarlett could tell the ladies loved Rhett, but they were also ashamed of him. She wondered if they would speak to him at all if they hadn't needed his financial support. At least they were a lot politer than Scarlett's aunts who had tried to refuse Rhett entry into their home until Scarlett said, "If you don't receive Rhett your monthly checks will stop."

The old women let Rhett in then tried to ignore him. Rhett would not let them. When they asked anyone a question Rhett would answer the question. The aunts were certainly happy when the Butlers chose to leave.

Through all of it Rhett and Scarlett were happy. They were a team.

When Beau turned six Scarlett enrolled him at the school Wade attended. When Ashley and Melanie had protested, Scarlett said, "I will not have my nephew not be well-educated. Charlie would never forgive me if I did."

The Wilkes relented and Beau went off to school with Wade.

At Genie's second birthday party, Scarlett knew she had to sell the sawmills. She didn't have time to continue running them especially not with Ashley managing one of them. She had to constantly be on him to get him to sell lumber. A month later she sold her part of the sawmills to Sam Chandler. Ashley had chosen to keep his part of the mill and continue managing that one. Mr. Chandler was a Southerner. He was still part of Southern society, but he didn't mind doing business with Yankees. He always acted so reluctant, but Scarlett didn't think he was really that reluctant.

Scarlett had decided to keep the store because it was easy to manage.

In April of seventy-one Melanie had planned a surprise party for Ashley. Scarlett had spent the day at the Wilkes' home helping with the party plans. Melanie was just about the only person in polite society that Scarlett spoke to these days. When Scarlett was leaving Melanie had asked her to go out to the mills and make sure Ashley didn't get a ride home with someone else. That he didn't walk in on the preparations for the party.

Reluctantly, Scarlett went out to the sawmill. When she got there and everyone had already left, Scarlett turned her buggy around and when back home. Much like Jasmine, she knew what she knew. Somehow, she had been caught in a compromising situation. She had been caught with Ashley's arms around her. Isn't that what Fanny had written in her journal. She was not going to give the universe a chance to reap vengeance on her.

When she got home, she went to Rhett's office. She entered without knocking. She sat in his lap and said, "Hold me."

Rhett complied. He held her for a long time. He didn't know how or why but he knew that they had somehow dodged another disaster that fate had wanted to inflict upon them.

Scarlett said, "Rhett I don't know how but all those things we dismissed as not being possible somehow came true in our first future."

"I know, baby. I know. I just don't know why."

"Rhett, when Jasmine told us how disastrous our lives were, I thought, "The only way our lives could have been that bad that quickly was if some cruel, vicious, sadistic, female demon named Peggy had condemned us to hell."

"Why is it a female demon? Why is her name Peggy?"

"I guess because females in this century always hate me and I don't know why her name is Peggy that is just what popped into my head," Rhett laughed. Scarlett continued, "Thank goodness we had gotten a peak at our future."

"No, thank goodness that we were sent to the future together because I would never have survived without you with me. I also learned that together we can defeat anything."

"Yes, we can."

After a while Rhett said, "Do you still want to go to the Wilkes tonight?"

"No."

"Are we going to go anyway?"

"Yes."

"Then let's join the children for supper."

"Alright."

They continued sitting there for at least five more minutes until reluctantly Scarlett stood up. They went to the dining room arm in arm.

They went to the party. It was as boring as they both knew it would be. On the way back to their home Scarlett said, "We don't fit."

Rhett immediately knew what she meant. He said, "No, we don't. The old gentry will never accept us."

Scarlett smiled and said, "Like you said in New Orleans, they won't accept us because we are successful after breaking all their rules."

"I agree."

"Rhett, why do you think Melly is so supportive of me."

"Because she needs you. I think she loves you, but I think she knows that she needs you to continue pulling Ashley forward. In truth, she needs you to survive."

"They won't do what I have done to survive but they will live off my…. What was the word you used once largesse?"

"Yes, your charity."

"Yes, indeed my charity. Since I have sold the mills, they are on their own."

"It was the only way. As long as you kept rescuing Mr. Wilkes, he would never be independent."

Scarlett laughed and said, "You are right. Since I have sold my part of the mills, he has done much better," Scarlett who had been sitting next to Rhett in the coach but her hand on his thigh. She said, "Enough about them. Did I ever tell you about what I read in my book about pleasuring a man?"

Rhett smiled and felt his cock responding to Scarlett's words said, "I don't think so." He knew she had but he also loved her telling him about things she had read in her book.

Scarlett then told him in very graphic language what her book had allegedly said. It didn't say any of the things she was telling Rhett. She knew he got very sexually aroused by her telling him what she was going to do to him in very graphic language.

Rhett loved every minute of it. Although it did make his pants extremely tight. He didn't care he would soon be taking them off. He didn't even mind the knowing look she had on her face. Yes, she knew exactly what affect her words alone were having on his body much less her hand so impossibly close to his cock without touching it at all.

When they got to their home, Rhett hurried Scarlett out of the carriage and into the house. Scarlett was intentionally dawdling because she knew it drove Rhett to even more sexual excitement. When they got to the stairs Rhett swept her up in his arms and carried her up them.

Rhett laid Scarlett on the bed. He ordered, "Don't move." He watched her the entire time he was ripping off his clothes. He laid down and tore open her bodice.

She said, "That was one of my favorite dresses."

"Shut up!"

Scarlett complied. She knew that Rhett was at the end of his control. Her last sane thought was, 'This is the same man that was going through the motions on our honeymoon.'

Afterwards Rhett took off all of the remains of Scarlett's clothing. As she was lying next to him in the bed she sleepily said, "You better dispose of all of that before Mammy sees it."

"Yes, Dear, I would not want Mammy to know anything about our intimate time."

"Thank you."